When I was young and I was in my day  Sure I'd steal what woman's heart there was away  And I'd sing into the dawning  Saw a blaze into the morning  Long before I was the man you see today.    I was born beneath the star that promised all  I could live my life between cork cobh and youghal  But the wheel of fortune took me  From the highest point she shook me   By the bottle, by the bottle I should fall    Chorus  There in the mirror on the wall   I see the dream is fading   From the contender to the fall  The ring, the rose, the matador, raving    When I die I'll die a drunk down on the street  He will count me out to ten in clear defeat  Wrap the Starry Plough around me  Let the pipers air resound me there  There I rest until the Lord of Love I meet    Chorus  There in the mirror on the wall  I see the dream is fading  From the contender to the brawl  The ring, the rose, the matador, raving.